Novel & Cerita True Story Behind Vows Of Deception

It was supposed to change everything. Instead, everything changed. His name was dragged through the mud, on every headline like he was some lowlife criminal. What little friends he had left disappeared. The shame was like a heavy coat I couldn’t take off. I remembered sitting by his side in court, watching helplessly as they tossed around allegations of embezzlement and fraud like they knew the truth. Like they knew him. But they didn’t. My father was framed. And the man behind it? Victor Devereux.

Kira Quezada faked her own death to escape a family legacy that wanted to sell her off like a signature on a contract. Three years later, disguised as a cleaner, she's finally safe, until her new boss looks at her twice and realizes exactly who she is. Luciano Rodriguez doesn't expose her. He makes her an offer instead: marry him, save his dying grandmother's peace of mind, and help him bait the uncle circling his empire like a wolf. It's supposed to be a contract. Nothing more. But the man she was promised to as a girl and the man hunting Luciano's throne are the same person, and he's not done with either of them. As old secrets surface and new ones are made in the dark, Kira has to decide

I leaned closer, my voice a whisper only she could hear. “Congratulations, Mrs Volkov,” I murmured. “You wanted to play pretend? Let’s make it real.” And as the chaos swelled around us, I kissed her. Not gently. Not tenderly. But with deliberate, calculated pressure — sealing a lie so perfect even God might hesitate to judge it. Because in that kiss, I tasted her shudder. And in mine, I gave her a promise. This was no marriage. The crowd could pray all they wanted, but no divine or artificial power aside from mine was invited to this union. This was war.

And I was dancing to his tune like the naive, love-starved fool I once was. The thought was so sharp it had me straightening from the railing, the beginnings of confrontation building in my chest. I could march right back in there and demand the truth from him. Every piece, every reason, every goddamn secret he thought he could keep from me. My grip on the railing tightened until the sharp edge cut into my palm. I welcomed the sting as it kept me from collapsing under the weight of his deception. I should have confronted him the moment the stories began to twist. I should have demanded answers when his memory lapsed at the most convenient times. Instead, I let his lies seep into me, let them

During their honeymoon in Italy, Autumn and Sadie’s blissful new marriage is instantly shattered by a violent car crash. Autumn dies at the wheel, while Sadie falls into a deep coma. Months later, Sadie begins to wake up, but doctors warn that the immediate trauma of losing Autumn could permanently shatter her fragile mental state. Desperate to shield her, Sadie’s parents uncover a closely guarded secret: Autumn had an identical twin sister, Willow. Willow is a stubborn, sharp-tongued mechanic who ran away years ago to escape her controlling family. She flatly rejects their insane proposal to impersonate her dead sister. However, the moment Willow sees Sadie in the hospital, an overwhelmi

“I... I don't think I'll be able to do it, sir. I have a husband now, and even if we don't love each other, I have said a vow before God and so many people at my wedding, and I can't just betray my vow like this. I'm sorry, but can you ask me to do something else that won't betray my vow?" In the end, Vivian begged the man. She didn't expect that she would be haunted by her vow. She knew that her marriage to Steen Dahl was nothing more than a script, but she assumed the vows were real, and that's why something held her back when she was about to give her body to someone else. She told herself that she was like this not because of Steen, but because she felt embarrassed if she easily broke he

She brushed them off and he braved a smile despite his pain. “Peace…is only an illusion. The vampires and elves violated the pact long ago. They broke the laws made after the great war and refused to hand over the people they abducted.” The shadow paced back and forth. “Your mother isn’t the only life they have taken. They killed your uncle and aunt soon after that.” Reyna stared at the shadow as she processed this information.

"Then why does it feel like I chose wrong?" The question shattered me. I stared at him. His eyes were tortured. Conflicted. "Why does it feel like you're the one I'm supposed to be with?" he whispered. Tell him. Tell him the truth. But I couldn't. He wouldn't believe me. He'd think I was lying. Manipulating. Trying to destroy his marriage. Just like they all thought I tried to destroy Isabella. "You need to go back to your wife," I said. My voice cracked on the word 'wife.'

“You would think attending a wedding could be enjoyable. But of course, we are only here as legitimate witnesses to babysit under the alias of doing damage control.” “That's what you're worried about?” The gentleman spoke up again, giving the woman a sideways look. “I don't care what anyone expects. I'm here to enjoy myself and I sure hope there'll be some popcorn when all hell breaks loose.” On the surface and to people who were oblivious to the truth, it would seem that two wealthy families were simply tying the knot. But in reality, it was two armies faking a truce with their swords at the ready at the first sight of weakness.